Blitz history pierce its grey jugular, feel it bleed secular
Big sister watches on her I-phone in her anorexic wardrobe
tin foil parents mark an x on the grave for homeopathic impotence
Alternative medicine cant cure believers of their stupidity
new fault lines of ideologies, dividing into impassable continents
emasculated voices, clatter and patter in mothers racists basements
dream now shattered is fractured, pick the pieces into living weapons
of words, beliefs, concessions of a conscious in twitter propaganda
Now a seed of rage planted from a tree of snaking barbed wire.
Crawls from a Sepulchre, of self righteous virtual bonfires
Democracies in a mortuary and we are her loudmouth killers
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